actually he said i was

Imagine Dean, your best friend, getting in a fight for you because he actually is in love with you.

“You didn’t have to do that for me.” you mumbled as you took in the state he was in.

“I actually did.” he said in a rough voice “I wasn’t going to let him speak about you the way he did.” he shook his head but his eyes didn’t leave yours for a moment.

“And get into a fight with that douche? He didn’t even deserve a second glance.” you tilted your head to the side, looking at the blood that covered his cheek as well.

“A second glance, especially from you, probably not. But a punch, definitely yes.” he said with a simple shrug and you shook your head.

“What am I gonna do with you hm?” you whispered, cupping his other cheek.

“Hopefully not punch me for all-but-embarassing you in front of everybody.” he gave you a small chuckle but winced as his wounds hurt.

“You didn’t embarrass me. If anything, you made me really proud… and flattered for standing up for me.” you gave him a shy smile, rubbing your thumb over his cheek.

“Proud huh? Well, then I must be glad that for once you don’t want to kick my ass for it.”

“Well that’s what friends are for, right? Annoying the hell out of each other, almost like a married couple in our case, and always… always taking the hit for each other.” you said with a soft smile, noticing but not commenting on the fact that you saw his shoulders fall and a disappointed look take over his face.

“Yeah, best friends of course.” he said, his voice husky.

“You know-” you bit your lower lip, running your thumb over his lower bloody lip. You heard him take in a sharp breath and his eyes almost widen at your action.

“I probably never told you but-” you rested your forehead against his and he gave you a cute frown, his lips parting slightly.

“You are so freaking adorable when you get so protective of me. It almost makes me forget about-”

“About?” his voice came out in – oh mind that! - a squeak.

“How I am supposed to pretend I only care about you as a friend.” you whispered, your lips brushing past his. Alright maybe you’d had a little too many drinks after all, and Dean being such a gentleman fighting for you honor just didn’t help.

“P-Pretend?” he raised an eyebrow and biting your lower lip, you nodded your head.

“Well, to make you feel better…” he trailed off, letting out a shaky sigh as he glanced down at your lips “I can understand how hard it is.”

“Really?” you whispered.

“Oh yeah.” he breathed out, giving you a subtle nod and biting your lip you looked him in the eyes. Only to realize he was focused on one thing: your lips.

And maybe what he did next was not something your sober mind would expect or you could even comprehend, but it was certainly something you wouldn’t object to in a million years. Because Dean Winchester was not just a friend to you, maybe not anymore. He crashed his lips to yours.

anonymous asked:

about why/how he uses IDAD...i've always kinda thought it's maybe not a coincidence the connection between "i dreamed a DREAM" & "teenage DREAM." like IDAD is the counterpart to TD or something. especially when you think about the significance of TD & what he's said about it. i'm actually trying to remember the last time he played TD. was it last year? elsie?

Anon, thank you for your insightful comment. I can honestly say I never made the connection between the two, but I think it is an incredibly powerful one.  I do believe you are correct-Elsie is the last time he sang this song. And I loved his intro to the fans.  “Thanks for letting our dreams come true together.” 

And isn’t the perfect counterpoint a song about having your dreams ripped away?   One song is so hopeful and about love. The other about a person who had so many hopes and dreams but they were turned to shame.

And I think we can take it further.  There is no question, from the time he sung the first note (ok likely lip synced) on Glee, each and every performance has been incredibly personal and dedicated to Chris. 

And his own arrangement of the song is incredibly beautiful.  Never was the more evident than in Toronto when he sang with so much emotion and passion after confirmation day.  

And of course, the version in the Break Up, where we actually are able to see him sing to Chris (this was pure Darren and no one can ever tell me otherwise). To me this was him just appreciating how much Chris means to him and how lucky he is to have Chris firmly by his side, despite the obstacles.  And that is an incredibly emotional sentiment.

The words are about nothing but pure love and a person who fulfills his every dream.

My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch, now baby I believe
This is real, so take a chance
And don’t ever look back, don’t ever look back 

You make me feel like I’m living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on, I can’t sleep
Let’s runaway and don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

To be contrasted with I Dreamed a Dream:

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living,
So different now from what it seemed…
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed…

From the moment he sang this song at Elsie, and intentionally switched the pronouns, something he rarely does, I knew there was an intent and a purpose. I generalize it to be Hollywood, but always included the toxic people who surround him. 

But no question, it could be even more specific and aimed at the one person, who more than any, has tried to take every dream of his away.

Sad for her, i do believe love will prevail. And that he will walk away with his dreams intact. Even if they maybe look a little different and took at longer than than expected to achieve.

So agreed, a perfect counterpoint. Thank you anon I enjoyed thinking about this. I am sure there is so much more complexity here, but I think i will keep it at this.

He Knows - Leonard McCoy

Fic #35 of the Hamilton Prompts
Song: We Know

“Y/N,” Jim said, grabbing your attention as you passed him in the hallway. You rolled your eyes and situated your papers in your arms. You were on your way back to Med Bay, to deliver the files that Dr. McCoy had asked for. 

“Yes, sir?” you asked, stopping in your spot.

“Walk with me?” he asked.

“Well, I was actually heading- Okay,” you said as Jim continued to walk. You jogged a little bit to catch up with him, and once you did, he began talking.

“Are you close with Bones, Y/N?” Jim asked. 

“Uh, no, not particularly. Why?”

“Oh, well, it’s mostly nothing. I just feel like there’s something that he’s hiding from me.”

“I’m sure that’s not true. You two seem very close.”

“Yes, but he’s always been quiet about his love life, which admittedly, he has never had much of, but lately he’s been more secretive. I think he has someone in his life.”

“Well, sir, I’m not sure what to say, but this feels a little innap-”

“Would you help me spy on him?”

“Uh, I don’t think that’s really part of my job,” you said, smacking his arm playfully with your papers. 

“You work for intelligence, why would this be any different?” You sighed, and struggled to come up with another excuse. Jim smiled at you and patted your shoulder.

“Great. I’ll see you tonight. Meet me at eight?”

“I kind of have plans,” you said quietly, but Jim was already walking away. You groaned, thinking that you needed to become more assertive. You turned around and walked back towards Med Bay. 

Once you got there, you set the paperwork in the bin, and noticed Dr. McCoy across the room. He looked up from his patients, and a rare smile spread across his face. He said something to the nurse next to him, and made his way over to you. 

“Hello,” he said, a small smirk on his face. 

“Hey, can we talk?” He nodded, and put a hand on your back as he led you into his office.

“What’s up?”

“I have to cancel our dinner plans tonight. And maybe all plans until forever.” Leonard laughed and shook his head as he leaned up against his desk.

“What are you talking about?”

“Jim knows that you’re in a relationship. He wants me to help spy on you tonight.” Leonard sighed and dropped his face in his hand. “I thought we were so careful.”

“We were. Jim just, unfortunately, knows me too well.” You smiled and crossed your arms. “So, we cancel plans for tonight, and we should be in the clear.”

“Even if we do cancel plans, and Jim finds nothing, he’ll still keep looking.” You walked up to him and put your hands on his chest. He looked up at you and grabbed onto your waist. “Can’t we just tell Jim?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea.” You groaned and backed up. Leonard looked up at you with disappointment. 

“Fine, but I had really great plans for us tonight, and now I’m going to have to do all of that with Jim.” Leonard cocked an eyebrow up at you and you rolled your eyes. “Well, I’m not gonna have sex with Jim, but I’m not gonna with you either!” you yelled, and walked out of his office.

Around eight o’clock that night, you met Jim in the empty hallway outside of Med Bay. You were still wearing your red shirt, which Jim said was not undercover clothing. Although you argued that looking normal was more undercover than dressing all in black like Jim was. 

“So are we just gonna wait outside Med Bay all night?” you asked. “He probably already went home.”

“Well let’s find out.” He pushed opened the doors of Med Bay dramatically, and two of the nurses looked up at him in confusion. “Sorry, guys.” He walked through, and kicked open the door to Leonard’s office.

“Jim, Christ!” Leonard said, looking up at you two. “What are you doing?”

“Just came to see what was going on,” he said, looking around the room, as if he was going to find someone hiding behind the ugly, plastic plant.

“Working. Actually,” he said, looking at his watch, “I’m going home in a few minutes.”

“Do you have any plans tonight?”

“No,” Leonard said, looking up at Jim. “Why?”

“Just curious. So if you don’t have any plans tonight, can Y/N and I hang out with you?”

“Jim,” you muttered, but he ignored you. 

“Um, I guess.” He finished up a few things, while you tried to get Jim to change his mind. Although, a few minutes later, you walked with Leonard to his apartment. As he unlocked the door, Jim walked in first, and began to search the room. Leonard looked over at you and you rolled your eyes.

“Uh, can I make you guys anything?” Leonard asked. You shook your head, as Jim started talking.

“Yeah. Well, whatever you were going to make is fine.”

“I was gonna make a pasta that my family used to always make, I already programmed it. It’s got marinara and-”

“That’s my favorite,” you said. Leonard smiled softly, but then dropped it to look over at Jim. 

“Great,” Jim said obliviously, still searching the apartment. “Mind if I use your bathroom?”

“That’s fine.” As he walked away, you went to Leonard’s side. “So this is going awfully.”

“Yes, it is.” You leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Thanks for cooking for me.”

“Well, well, well,” Jim said, walking back into the kitchen. “Everything seems normal. So far.”

“Great,” Leonard said, smiling. “So are you going to leave now?”

“So your mysterious date can show up? No way. We’re staying here all night.” You rolled your eyes and fell down in one of the bar stools. Jim sat down next to you, and kept looking over at the door, expecting someone to walk in. Leonard served you dinner, and casually tried to make conversation with you. 

“So how was your day?”

“Oh, pretty good. Except my captain dragged me around all night so he could stalk his friend.”

“My day was pretty good, too,” Jim said, “My friends talked about me in front of me, and didn’t think I would notice.” You snorted and kept eating your pasta, stealing longing looks at Leonard.

You started to take everyone’s plate and clean up. Leonard came up next to you and helped clean, while Jim went into the bathroom.

“Well, what should the three of us do for the rest of the night?”

“I’d sort of like to die,” you said, laughing. “I think he’s gonna make us spend the night.” 

“I think you’re right.”

“So what are we thinking? A movie before bed?” Jim asked, frightening you both. You spun around and smiled at Jim.

“Sounds good to me.”

“We should watch Lord of the Rings,” Leonard said. You looked up at him and he discreetly winked at you. 

“Sure.” Jim walked into the living room, and as you started to follow, Leonard held you back. 

“Lord of the Rings always makes him sleepy. He can’t handle watching classic movies.”

“So, what, when he falls asleep we can sneak into your bedroom?”

“As much as I’d like that, we shouldn’t risk it.”

“Are you guys coming?” Jim called. You rolled your eyes, and gave Leonard’s hand a squeeze. You sat down on the couch, and Leonard sat next to you. Jim then jumped up, and sat on the other side of you. 

“So what one are we watching?” you asked.

“Two Towers,” Jim said, starting the movie. 

“My favorite,” Leonard said. You sighed, and leaned to the side a little bit, so that your shoulder was against Leonard’s shoulder. Nearly twenty minutes into the movie, Jim was snoring. You looked up at Leonard and he smiled. 

Moving carefully, you scooted closer to him, and took his hand. He kissed the top of your head as you rested your head on his shoulder. After another ten minutes of making sure that Jim was really asleep, you and Leonard started kissing heavily. 

“This has gotta be our worst date,” you said, pulling away or a minute. 

“Well, at least he’s asleep.”

When Leonard woke up the next morning, he woke up face to face with Jim. He yelled a little and rolled onto his back. Jim woke up, and turned away from Leonard. 

“What time is it?” he asked. Leonard sat up on the couch, and looked over at the clock on his side table. 

“Five in the morning,” he said groggily. 

“Where’s Y/N?” 

“I put her in my bed,” Leonard replied. 

“So, you aren’t dating anyone.” Leonard shrugged and stood up. “Sorry for barging in on your night.”

“It’s alright.”

“Tell Y/N I’m sorry too.” Leonard raised an eyebrow and looked at Jim in confusion. “Bones, I’m not completely stupid.”

“I don’t know what-”

“I know you’ve been seeing someone. And it wasn’t until last night that I realized that it was Y/N.” Leonard didn’t say anything, but watched Jim carefully. “You made one of her favorite meals, you two know everything about each other, she washed your dishes, come on Bones.”

“That doesn’t mean anything. I just make really good food. It’s everybody’s favorite.” Jim rolled his eyes and shook his head. 

“Come on, just confess.

You don’t even know what you’re asking me to confess. I swear, there is nothing-”

“You put her in your own bed. You are the crankiest person I know, and you love your bed.”

“It’s called being a gentleman.”

“Fine, well if you’re gonna deny it, I’ll just have to leak it to Starfleet. Your career is done, I hope you saved some money for your daughter.”

“Money for my daughter? Jim, you don’t know what you’re talking about. I swear, I am not seeing Y/N.”

“Alright, enough of this,” he said, standing up. “I was awake last night. I saw you two making out.” Leonard opened his mouth to argue, but stopped himself. 

“You know,” he said, sitting back down.

“I know,” Jim said, nodding. “You wanna tell me how it happened?”

“We started dating a while ago. We hooked up after your birthday party, actually. She courted me, and escorted me to bed,” he said, smiling. “We didn’t mean to keep it secret for this long, but it kind of just kept going and no time seemed appropriate. I”m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I am sorry I ruined your date night. I’ll get out of your hair. You’ve got a few hours before work, why don’t you spend it without me in the way.”

“Thanks, Jim,” he said, as Jim stood up. Leonard stood up and made his way towards his bedroom. Jim winked at him as he opened the door, and once it shut, Leonard opened the door to his room. You were still asleep, and he crawled into bed with you.

His weight moved the bed, and you woke up as you rolled towards him. He smiled at you, and you smiled sleepily. Although, a second later you pushed away from him.

“Jim’s gone,” he said. You nodded and rolled back towards him, putting your head on his chest. “And he knows.”

“How?” you asked, popping your head up. 

“It’s a long story. But, I think he’s okay with it.”

“So no more sneaking around?”

“I don’t think so,” he said. You sighed and leaned against his chest again, as he kissed your forehead. 

“Well that takes the fun out of it.” 

“It’s still a secret right now,” he said. You raised an eyebrow at him and kissed him. He grabbed your waist, and rolled you on top of him. “This might be a bad time to tell you, but I love you.” You smiled and laced both of your hands in his.

“I love you, too.”


i think we all know how Bum reacted: 

im still not over his black hair ok somebody please help me bREATHE.





i still think about boysbe a lot

ppl who still see/portray yixing as air-headed or ‘high’ all the time like… have u ever actually heard him speak? have u ever even read any of his interviews or listened to him give a speech? boy has so much going on in his head it’s honestly mind blowing … he’s so eloquent? he communicates so well n he’s so intelligent n introspective n he speaks like 3 languages n is also a damn musical prodigy so like where the fck do ppl get off acting like he a ditz lmao